Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then what do I call it?

I knew sex existed, I didn't know what it was.

Her boobs were so hot, did you see that?

That's what I thought, you just, "Blah!" And you push a ball out...

I'm feeling like doing that to you now. I'm gonna be honest.

Do you want that?

That's why I asked you to be quiet...

Wow. ...but I have no defense.

Oh, okay, Louie.

But my chemistry is telling me that you're a loser.

This sucks. Mm-hm.

Heh. Okay. It'll be fun.

...first of all, you said that you don't call it sex, it's making love.

Well, I've been alive for a while and I like to eat, so....

Louie, come up here and show me.

I'm sorry. Okay. Okay?

Hey, look, if you need to be with some guy that gets into fights with young jocks....

Now, that, my son, is the art of making love.

Well, that's what I know.

I would go with maybe not hitting them.

He probably could have been a good kid. He's obviously smart.

I don't know how I'll feel because maybe you'll ask me nicely...

...you're looking down at me for what happened.

Turn it down, goddamn it!

No, it's Louie.

My dad hit me, and his dad him.

No, I'm not scared of you. Why?

I wanted to know what sex was because I just had boners all the time.